I always feel a bit sad when I walk past old fences that are broken, collapsed and re-painted repeatedly and weathered pale by sun, rain and time. I feel compelled to capture and preserve their dilapidated state and can’t stop photographing them.
Old fences remind me of old, adorable grandmas, who have been forgotten, or as my (not forgotten) grandma would say, ‘forgotten even by the death’. I don’t want they were forgotten by people – that’s why I photograph them.
Have a look at my old fence textures and tell me – are they as beautiful as I think they are?
That’s all for today.
Have a lovely time,
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